I’ve scrolled by this about four times now and I’ve known what’s coming for three times now.
And I still totally lost it every time.
Oh my god, Tony’s fucking face got me.
oh god it’s back
WHEN I WAS A KID, MY NANA AND I USED TO RAISE CHICKENS
AND ONE DAY I CAME HOME FROM SCHOOL AND SHE COOKED ME THIS REALLY DELICIOUS ROASTED CHICKEN
AND SHE SAID I COULD FINISH THE WHOLE THING IF I WANTED TO BECAUSE THERE’S PLENTY MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM
I WAS SO EXCITED I JUST STARTED CHOWING IT DOWN HENRY VIII STYLE, YOU KNOW
HALFWAY THROUGH EATING IT, I WAS LIKE, “SO WHERE’D YOU GET THE CHICKENS?”
AND SHE WAS LIKE, “OUTSIDE”
AND THEN I CRIED FOR ABOUT FIVE MINUTES AND MAYBE PUKED IN MY MOUTH A LITTLE WHEN I REALIZED THAT SHE SLAUGHTERED MY CHICKENS AND WAS NOW MAKING ME EAT ONE OF THEM.
BUT IT WAS GOOD CHICKEN SO I ATE IT AFTER I MOURNED IT.
I WAS TRAUMATIZED FOR ABOUT FIVE MINUTES.
CHICKEN IS MY FAVORITE FOOD SO I COULDN’T BE TRAUMATIZED FOR VERY LONG.
Original Imagine Link: ♥
Warnings: no major warnings
Word Count: 925
Summary: Imagine you and Cain being in love and he wants to give you his ring but you refuse to take it because you feel like you’ll be replacing his wife.
After a long day of harvesting honey, you and Cain sit down at the kitchen table, exhausted to the point where you can’t close your eyes without the possibility of nodding off. Cain’s tall figure is slumped in his chair, head tilted back and mouth slightly open. You smile and will yourself to stand up and walk over to his chair, hovering over him and watching him doze.
[puts head in hands] oh god he’s so attractive